Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy.
At this moment, Mo Ling walked up to her and said, "Something happened. Where is Master Feng?"
"When he first arrived at school, he answered a phone call and went out as if something was urgent." Luo Qingchen pursed her lips and said, "What happened?"
"Your identity verification was deliberately spread by someone with ulterior motives." Mo Ling frowned tightly and said, "Let's go to the VIP lounge first."
Before she could react, the incident had already spread in the school.
Those who originally flattered her in the class looked at her with contempt and disgust.
"Let's go first." She squinted her eyes, her gaze indifferent, but she felt calmer in her heart.
The first time she passed through the corridor outside the classroom, no one gave her way.
There were even some people who were watching the excitement and didn't mind the big deal, and deliberately blocked her way.
"Hey! Isn't this the daughter of the Luo family?" A girl with blond hair said: "Why is it only 70%!"
"Yuyou, you made a mistake! Didn't you see the appraisal?"
"Of course I saw it, hahaha... uh..."
The next second, Mo Ling stepped forward without hesitation, grabbed the blond-haired girl, looked at her with murderous intent in his eyes and said, "If you say one more thing, don't blame me for being rude."
"Let...let me go..."
Mo Ling retracted her right hand and let go of her neck coldly.
At this moment, Luo Qingchen felt that Mo Ling's whole body was filled with waves of cold air. Although he was usually aloof, he was never like this.
"You! OK, OK!" Xia Youyou blushed and said with her hands on her hips: "It doesn't matter if you four young masters pretend not to see me. But the facts are in front of you, I'm waiting to see the result!"
Mo Ling no longer paid attention to her, but took Luo Qingchen's arm and walked forward.
The journey from the classroom to the conference room was not long, but it made her feel the so-called indifference of human nature.
She even saw Ye Qing's figure among the crowd of onlookers, and he moved away when he saw her eyes.
Luo Qingchen didn't care, but felt more comfortable.
She used to feel a little guilty about this boy, but now... it has really disappeared in this first snow.
Noble High School has a lounge dedicated to the four young masters. When Luo Qingchen and Mo Ling arrived, Yan Ze and Tan Xiao were already there.
"You guys are here." Tanxiao hurriedly stepped forward and said, "What's going on? What is this?"
Tanxiao put the copied identification paper on the table and said, "Miss, we believe you. But can you tell us whether this result was fabricated by someone or..."
"It's not like someone made it up." Luo Qingchen randomly found a sofa chair and sat down. She habitually tapped the table with her right hand and said, "This was the result when Uncle Nan took me to the hospital for evaluation."
"What..." Yan Ze said in shock, "Then...then you are not the granddaughter of the master?"
"I am!" Luo Qingchen said very calmly: "Who told you that I am not!"
What is true is true, and what is false is false.
Luo Qingchen probably knew who was behind the scenes. Since that person wanted to play so badly, he might as well play it more thoroughly.
"Knock knock knock—"
"Who?" Tan Xiao narrowed his eyes, got up and went to the door to open it.
What caught his eye was a familiar figure. He was stunned and said: "Hongfei?" (To be continued)